Music by Jule Styne - Lyrics by Sammy Cahn

The snowman in the yard is frozen hard
He's a sorry sight to see
If he had a brain, he'd complain
I'll bet he wishes he were men

Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I brough some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

When we finally kiss goodnight
How I hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

The fire is slowly dying
But my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Snow -
Let it snow --
(snow -- snow --)

When we finally kiss goodnight
How I hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

Oh the weather outside is frightful
But - the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow...

The snowman in the yard is frozen hard